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Aug 2015
There will be days
when it feels like the sun
is trying to burn you alive
There will be weeks
when it feels like the moon
is your only friend
And there will be months
when it feels like you live on
cigarettes and instant ramen
These are the bad times
We're still in the bad times
but I'm trying to get better
for you
Campbell Pennington
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Campbell Pennington  28/F/here & there & gone again
(28/F/here & there & gone again)   
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